Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

"Simultaneously exist? Exist?"

"Once my divine thought encounters a Destined Protagonist in another world, or achieves a Golden Life, and then attempts to rewrite destiny, a prompt will appear: this is a predetermined reality, unchangeable..."

Ning Xunqiu fell into contemplation.

Most of the time, he is the "most special" one.

Therefore, he is favored by other worlds, with frenzied investment increases. The Dark Star Realm has the Primordial Light, and the Emperor Heaven Realm has the Yellow Heaven Incarnation, allowing rapid ascension to unimaginable heights.

"And after the Destined Protagonist and the Golden Life, why can’t I rewrite it anymore? Does it already exist?!"

"Existence is the source of everything..."

"Celestial Derivation Volume—"

He naturally also had some understanding of the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Donghuang Taiyi", but only saw them as similar blossoms, after all, stories are crafted by human hands, and once disseminated, they will gradually transform amidst countless retellings and rewritings.

In the end, their original appearance was completely altered.

Similar to that holy one who attained the "Great Dao," in the mouths of different beings, possesses countless different appellations.

Before the Chaotic Era, Donghuang Taiyi was "Big Brother Crow" in the mouths of Xixi, Qingqing, and the Ugly Monster.

Later, among the Innate Ancient Gods, he became the revered "Brother East Emperor."

By the Era of Permanence, as the "Unique Sun" hanging high in the sky, he was finally respected by all beings as "Donghuang Taiyi."

During the ages where Celestial Gods, the Demon Race, and the Human Race coexist, he again became the "Celestial Emperor Di Jun" in the mouths of all beings. Each period of Donghuang Taiyi’s life bears different names.

One name, one life.

"The Celestial Derivation Volume is not only about rewriting life or predicting the future; the most important thing is predetermined reality. The Celestial Derivation Volume represents ’existence’, a level far surpassing the Celestial Dao, even..."

Ning Xunqiu glanced at his fortune.

[Fortune: 807/998]

If the fortune were sufficient, he could even pinch "worlds" in his hands.

Ning Xunqiu looked at the Celestial Derivation Volume, feeling both amused and exasperated:

"Li Yanzhi has long been in the position of the Celestial Emperor. Over time, his four thoughts reincarnated through tribulations, also becoming Great Dao Divine. Such beings, would not suppress Lü Bu, would they? My Golden Life..."

Ning Xunqiu continued to speculate.

"Li Yanzhi is very likely one of those Otherworldly Divine who once tore apart the Celestial Vault. In this world, he strongly suppressed ’Hao Tian’, then borrowing the South Celestial Gate, proceeded with unstoppable force, advancing straight into the heart of the Qingxu Realm."

"In addition to when I once suppressed the Three Days of Divine Land... he directly seized the opportunity to invade."

Could the Otherworldly Divine he worried about for a hundred years actually be himself?

"But I am still in the Qingxu Realm."

Ning Xunqiu sighed lightly, reluctantly rubbing his forehead, "I almost forgot, you only possess memories from before traversing, and the talent of Loose Cultivator Qingyun, with no impression of any kind of my life after traversing to the Qingxu Realm."

Li Yanzhi knew nothing about the "Qingxu Realm", all due to the plight of fortune at the time, leaving a huge gap when the "One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones" wasn’t cultivated.

At that time, martial dao memories often required the consumption of hundreds of fortune points, while Loose Cultivator Qingyun’s entire memory also consumed much divine technique.

He could not bear to.

Only the not-yet-perfected "Cyan Heaven Great Sun Burning Qi Scripture" was cheap and convenient, becoming his optimal choice.

However.

He did not excessively worry about the potential threat that "Li Yanzhi" might pose.

Regardless of whether this Celestial Emperor would make a move against him, Ning Xunqiu had inherent confidence in his heart — that was the supreme treasure "Immortal Slaying Sword Map."

What if he fell into "that sea" again? With the Donghuang Bell, he would surely remain unharmed. However, if the Donghuang Bell couldn’t protect Donghuang Taiyi’s children, the people of Cyan Mountain Heaven and Earth would also invariably perish.

The Great Dao Divine can obviously survive detached from the world, yet still go through great efforts to protect the Qingxu Realm, there must be a reason.

Dao Lineage?

Fortune?

Origin?

He was baffled despite his efforts to understand.

Decided to put it aside for now.

"If this life’s endeavor fails, I must find a way to communicate with Li Yanzhi to possibly avert the disaster in the Qingxu Realm."

Ning Xunqiu held the Celestial Derivation Volume.

"Daoist Ancestor Li Zhong, Mr. Bing, they still retain their humanity and can add a memory to Lü Bu through the Celestial Derivation Volume, or directly grant ’One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones’..."

Hmm, granting through the Celestial Derivation Volume...

He fell silent for a moment, a sudden doubt arising in his heart.

Then... who gave him the Celestial Derivation Volume?

If it were himself?

Why give it to himself?

With this doubt, Ning Xunqiu continued to look at the Celestial Derivation Volume.

...

["Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor?!"]

[Wuyou stared blankly at this devastated world.]

[At this precise moment, a shattered Yellow Heaven Great Sun wobbled as it ascended from the horizon, the very Yellow Heaven into which the God Han citizens had transformed not long ago. Yet now, only a tiny fraction of the God Han citizens remain, the desolate scene compelling heartache.]

[The sweat and toil that Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang, Yang Jin, and all beings invested in managing the God Han were turned to nothingness.]

[Wuyou gazed at Lü Fengxian, who was fiercely battling the "Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor," understanding that this was the God Han Huangtian’s final tribulation, with no room for retreat lest all past efforts be in vain.]

["Fengxian, this goodbye, I fear we won’t meet again." Wuyou sighed softly.]

[As soon as the words fell, her Primordial Spirit instantly disintegrated, transforming into a brilliant divine light, resolutely charging towards the broken "Yellow Heaven Great Sun." Sacrificed by Wuyou, who had mastered the Taiping Mahayana Method, the Yellow Heaven Great Sun seemed reborn, beginning to gather the True Spirits of the lost God Han citizens, its cracks healing visibly.]

[In an instant, the "Yellow Heaven Great Sun" radiated boundlessly, its size swelling rapidly, like a new-born sun, hanging high above Lü Bu’s head, casting an unbearable brilliance.]

["Yellow Heaven above!"]

["Yellow Heaven above!"]

[The cries of countless God Han and citizens, like an inextinguishable fire, fervent and unwavering, echoed the unwavering dream of the God Han idealists throughout the world.]

[Sun and moon were overturned, as the magnificent and vast "Yellow Heaven Great Sun" enveloped the entire world, its dazzling light illuminating all.]

["I, Zhang Jiao, ask the world to face death!"]

["Sir, I, Liu Bei, wish to end this chaotic world!"]

["I, Wuyou, wish for a world without worries."]

[Lü Bu reached out to touch the radiance of the Yellow Heaven Great Sun, an inexplicable tear sliding down his eye, falling to the earth and transforming into a great lake.]

["Great Sage Equal to Heaven!!"]

["Great Sage Equal to Heaven!!"]

[Amidst the calls of all beings, Lü Bu’s figure shrank dramatically, merging with his Dharma Aspect, transforming into a golden light rushing towards the Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor seated on the withered wooden throne.]

[In an instant, the figure of the Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor disintegrated abruptly.]

[Daoist Ancestor Li Zhong, Mr. Bing, the Child, and the Blind Man flew back, for they never truly were the supreme "Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor," and this was not their world.]

["Master... actually lost?" Mr. Bing looked up at the Yellow Heaven, incredulous.]

[The Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor was the origin of the Dao, without beginning or end. They had once searched other worlds through the "Mystical Door" to perfect their own world, encountering the existence of "Heaven" obstructing their attainment. At that time, they had not yet attained, and in the guise of the "Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor," they could suppress the entire heavens with a lift of their hand.]

[Moreover, even now when they have all attained, they were still defeated by the "Great Sage Equal to Heaven."]

["Now that he has defeated the Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor, we can do nothing against him. Let it be, even if it costs us millennia of accumulation." The Blind Man was helpless, unwilling to further engage with Lü Bu.]

["This Lü Bu is truly a freak..." The Child understood a bit, involuntarily sighing.]

[The birth of the Yellow Heaven seemed destined to overturn the "Heaven" above the firmament. "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" manifested through the calls and expectations of all beings, representing "resistance", "combat", and "justice".]

[Yet Lü Bu is the "Qi Tian Dasheng", but not the "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" that the world reveres.]

[Lü Bu suddenly turned around, this world shattered, with no other beings but him and the Four Saints, his heart surging with emotions.]

[Though unmatched in the world, he is ultimately a mere mortal, outwardly youthful, yet inwardly ancient and weary. In recent years, he often fell into dazes and deep sleeps.]

[As a human, Lü Bu had the burden of "Wuyou," but now all past instances have become fleeting clouds.]

["You..." Lü Bu gazed at the Four Saints.]

["Great Sage, halt!" Li Zhong said, "You are the Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor, you have a way to restore everything."]

["I am the Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor?" Lü Bu paused, furrowing his brows as he asked, "What way do you have?"]

[A hint of the Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor’s memory lingered in Li Zhong’s mind, giving him a sense of familiarity with Lü Bu, but he too didn’t know the way, feigning mystery as he said: "Not I, but you surely have a way."]

["Think about it."]

["I have a way..." Lü Bu was puzzled.]

[With a thought, the radiance of the Yellow Heaven behind his head illuminated all directions, yet for the heavens and the earth, it was a drop in the ocean, as the God Han had only existed for a century.]

[Moreover, he could not create beings through "may your wishes come true." That was not "Wuyou," but another person, one who only existed in his memory, not the Wuyou who wished for a world without worries.]

["You deceived me." Lü Bu felt despair.]

[Li Zhong stared at Lü Bu in silence for a while, saying: "The name... yes... the name... as long as you remember your name, you can achieve all this."]

[My name?]

[Lü Bu’s mind exploded, memories flooded in endlessly, and he involuntarily blurted out: "I remember, my name is???"]

["Then, tell me, how can everything be restored?"]

...

The words of the Celestial Derivation Volume abruptly ceased.

After a while.

A prompt tone sounded.

[Lü Bu beseeches another self, how to restore everything, response pending?]

Ning Xunqiu was silent: ...

The Xuan Miao Celestial Emperor knew of his existence, even recognizing Lü Bu, then why fight each other, leaving the heavens and the earth in disarray, and then expect me to clean it up?]

What can I do?

In this situation, either the "Celestial Derivation Volume" rewrites life anew, or the "Donghuang Bell" is sent over to directly reverse the river of time.]

The problem is... he lacks that much "Fortune"!

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